Well, except for one slip-up of half a ciggie while drunk with drunk friends on January 5th, I have been smoke-free for two months. And nicotine-gum-free for a month.
But the road ahead of me is much, much longer. I still experience those deliciously torturous psychological "triggers," the most prominent one being the process of watching others smoke. Perhaps because I instantly recall that "relaxed, satisfied feeling" I experienced as soon as I began to inhale. And I remember it as a social experience . . . with my smokin' buddies. But my formerly more prominent "light-one-up-now!" triggers, like sitting in front of the home computer, finishing a satisfying meal, finishing a satisfying f*#k, driving, having a cocktail . . . well, THOSE seem to be under control. So far.
I almost have myself believing that there is only ONE person who could command me to light up a ciggie . . . perhaps because he looks so delicious doing so himself . . .